Everyone is beautiful. And I mean everyone. Though I know for certain not everyone feels so. "I'll feel beautiful when I lose twenty pounds. When my skin clears up. When I get in shape. When I get a new wardrobe... when when when..." no. You are beautiful NOW. Exactly as you are right in this very moment. You are sufficiently flawed, unequivocally scarred, imperfectly perfect. Let me say that again. You are imperfectly perfect. It is one of the reasons I derive such great pleasure from this craft. I get to peer through my lens into a person's soul, with hopes of somehow capturing and purveying even a hint of their essence. I always see the beauty that is emanated, yet much of the time, people don't realize how truly beautiful they are until you show them. And even then, many won't see it. Most will find the beauty that surrounds them exuded by others to be readily visible, but are incapable of seeing it in themselves. As I was posting these photos of my dear and undeniably gorgeous friend Mel, who for the record has a heart that is comparable to her striking physical appearance -- I got to thinking. Thinking about the elusive concept of "beauty" and what it means for me outside of the stereotypical notions. Sure, I understand that the eye might tend to be drawn to certain physical attributes more so than others, I get it. It's just that, to me, true beauty is more of an aura that radiates through who you ARE. It's about character. Heart. Your laugh. How you think, what you have to say, what you do, caring about others, the charisma, charm, and idiosyncrasies, that make you uniquely YOU.
A pretty face paired with an ugly heart does not equate beauty in my books -- not even close. Heaven forbid we are met with a circumstance that strips our physical beauty as we know it - (be it simply the hands of time, or otherwise) there had better be some semblance of character underneath. "Beauty is not in the face. Beauty is a light in the heart." - Kahlil Gibran This all leads me to question though, what is it that has caused us to think so little of ourselves? To pick ourselves apart on a quest for unattainable perfection? We are children of God, every bit amazing as He created us to be, and it is time we started believing that. I know it is cliche, and some might argue with me, but beauty is everywhere, and in everyone. No, most won't measure up to the unrealistic society defined ideals we are often bombarded with in magazines and such (but truth be told, I am often more drawn to a flawed and fabulous human than I would be to an unrealistic, extremely Photoshopped creature who looks nothing like their true self anyway). Authenticity is beautiful. Kindness is beautiful. Integrity is beautiful. And yes, imperfection is beautiful. I honestly believe that real beauty resides in the heart and soul of a person -- I really, really do. Here's a woman whose beauty shines bright in every way, but most importantly the ways that count.












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